User blog comment:Biggren/A Highway Beast's Life/@comment-4094509-20110924154523/@comment-3135907-20111017202730

Vinn is cut short as he steps forward and trips over the same root that caught him the first time. His crew drown out his indignant screeches with laughter. "C'mon to our camp, young un," says the thin weasel who first jumped out of the bushes. "`Ave summat ter fill ya up wid, and anudder thing: don't mind Vinny. `E thinks `e's cap'n, so best ter `umor `im, treat `im like a cap'n."